What put the blood on your right shoulder? Son come tell it unto me Son come tell it unto me That is the blood of a hare mama You may pardon me You may pardon me The blood of a hare never run so red Son come tell it unto me Son come tell it unto me That is the blood of my youngest brother You may pardon me You may pardon me What came between you and your youngest brother? Son come tell it unto me Son come tell it unto me It was all from the cutting of a hazel rod That never will grow into a tree Never will grow into a tree What will you do when your daddy finds out? Son come tell it unto me Son come tell it unto me I will leave my foot down on a ships board And sail across the sea And sail far over the sea What will you do with your two fine children? Son come tell it unto me Son come tell it unto me I'll give one to my mammy and the other to my daddy To keep them company To keep them company What will you do with your darlin' wife? Son come tell it unto me Son come tell it unto me She will leave her foot down on ships board And she'll sail across the sea And she'll sail right after me What will you do with your woods and your lands? Son come tell it unto me Son come tell it unto me I leave it there to the birds of the air To mourn and sing for me To mourn and sing for me